Plotting On a Mill

Lyrics

[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni] I'm iced up, banded up, Louis down Sold pills, sold blow, sold pounds Got money in my city and out of town I need it all, being broke is for clowns So I'm plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex Make money money, take money money Plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex Make money money, take money money [Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni] Chairs, there's no need for that 'Cause I'm sitting on stacks, bitch, run and tell that I sold blow, packs, half tracks, 8 balls Then looked up like oh shit, I'm moving weight, y'all I done took trips, but not to vaycay Just for a couple plays, me and my playmate He count the cash, I hold the strap and watch the pick up We got bored, so some days, we'd switch up Now I'm in the club, grabbing on a thick slut Too much Don P, got me with the hick ups Told baby girl come on, I'm 'bout to leave Riding in the Batmobile, ten in my Robins jeans I was the same when I was broke and bummy When I got money, everybody else acting funny And I ain''t even touched a mill yet Same watch the rappers got, and I ain't even got a deal yet [Chorus: Payroll Giovanni] I'm iced up, banded up, Louis down Sold pills, sold blow, sold pounds Got money in my city and out of town I need it all, being broke is for clowns So I'm plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex Make money money, take money money Plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex Make money money, take money money [Verse 2: Payroll Giovanni] Everybody talking 'bout bricks and coke tales But can't buy a car, just riding dicks and coattails Fuck what you talk to me, I'm stalking for more mills On the phone with money, got more on my voicemail Used to want to be hood rich, I achieved that Now I'm on my way to seeing M's, bitch, believe that Niggas always talking what they had Future ain't shit, so they dwelling on the past My Yae Yae niggas'll spray niggas And my Brightmoor savages'll get out and chase niggas My 4Life partners, some paid niggas When we all cliqued up, you see a bunch of made niggas In 4-1, man, you already know We some hustling motherfuckers, everything on the floor Started out spot sitting Now it's granite marble tops all in my kitchen Bitches [Chorus: Payroll Giovanni] I'm iced up, banded up, Louis down Sold pills, sold blow, sold pounds Got money in my city and out of town I need it all, being broke is for clowns So I'm plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex Make money money, take money money Plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex Make money money, take money money [Verse 3: Overlord Scooch] Shit was tight, now it's loosening up Thinking do I wanna get a coupe or a truck? I might get the Vette a little closer to summer Hollar at the plug, try to make him to lower my number Shit, 'cause goddamn, they be taxing me I'm making 50 if I sell 20, that's a G That's a lot of work, I still gotta eat My daughter and my girl miss me, I be in the streets I'm riding down 6, then turn down Cruse In my old school, on some new shoes All these niggas fake, I don't know who is who They life sad so they give the feds Blues Clues You squaded on your plug, but I play by the rules My name good in these streets, nigga, Doughboy Scooch Your girl probably know me by my rap voice Water diamonds in the bezzle, Blastoise [Chorus: Payroll Giovanni] I'm iced up, banded up, Louis down Sold pills, sold blow, sold pounds Got money in my city and out of town I need it all, being broke is for clowns So I'm plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex Make money money, take money money Plotting on a mill, while I'm glancing at my Rolex Make money money, take money money